Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

a day of sorrow, and a cynical co-opting thereof

My heart goes out to everyone at Virginia Tech in the aftermath of the horrendous mass murder there. What a senseless act of horror, destroying so many lives.

And then we have U.S. Attorney General Alberto Gonzalez, who, according to today's Wall Street Journal, flew to the scene to assist the investigation, thereby neatly avoiding dealing with those pesky Congressional hearings today about his controversial firings of eight U.S. attorneys. The Sober Husband nearly snorted his coffee out of his nose when he read this little snippet. We were both appalled at Gonzales's appropriation of this tragedy for his own use. What the hell use is he going to be on the scene? He is an attorney, not a police officer! His major experience is cranking out legal memos as one of the White House attorneys, NOT interviewing witnesses, bagging evidence from crime scenes, running fingerprints, hunting down suspects, performing autopsies, or doing anything else which could be remotely useful to the local authorities. What is he going to do, write a memo for the campus police explaining how much torture can be used on any suspects?